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baby, father, baby, mother

[69 Book Bar-www.] As soon as the people in the tavern saw this man, they all got out of the way and gave up the most conspicuous seats to him.

The waiter was very familiar with this man. He would come to a restaurant every day and sit there for half a day without ordering any dishes. When he left, he would leave behind a piece of gold.

Not many people can make such a big deal, and of course Prince Xu won't care about such a small amount of money.

After a while, a woman in her twenties, dressed in rich clothes, beautiful in appearance and outstanding in temperament, also walked in and sat opposite Feng Qingcang, "Senior brother, it's been six years, can't you forget her?

"

Just because Qingfeng lost Xin Moer in this tavern, is it worth it for him to come and sit here for half a day every day?

A flash of fierceness flashed in the woman's eyes.

Feng Qingcang sat quietly on the chair and did not reply to her words. She looked at the door of the tavern, not daring to take a wrong look.

"Shopkeeper, bring me dragon soup, sweet and sour pork ribs, boiled fish fillets, and spicy chicken." Xin Baobao's childish and clear voice was obviously particularly loud.

"A few more dishes of your famous vegetarian dishes, remember not to add onions or ginger."

Xin Baobei's words successfully turned everyone's attention from Feng Qingcang to him. Suddenly, they realized that their facial features looked very similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.

However, no one thought too much about it. After all, there are not many people who look like him in the world.

"This child's mother is simply unreasonable. It's okay to let the child take the baggage. Even if you let such a young child come to order food, aren't you afraid that he will be abducted by bad guys?"

"Yeah, it's completely inhumane."

There was another murmur among the crowd.

Feng Qingcang, who originally focused on the door, suddenly turned his head and focused his attention on Xin Baobei.

It's not because of his cuteness.

It's not because of his childish, clear and melodious voice.

It's because the dishes he ordered were all his Mo'er's favorites.

He didn't expect that there were people in the world who had the same taste as his Mo'er.

When Feng Qingcang's eyes fell on Xin Baobao's face, something flashed across his eyes quickly. Those eyes that seemed to be exhausted were instantly filled with brilliance. He walked up to Xin Baobao with a quick step and gave a rare soft voice.

He said, "Xiaobao, how old are you?"

"What's your mother's name?"

"Where is she now?"

"Why are you alone?"

Feng Qingcang's move shocked everyone. Everyone in the world didn't know that King Xu didn't like to be near strangers. Anyone who came within three meters of him would be crippled or killed. But now he

Isn't it strange to be so intimate with a strange child?

Gong Si, who came after Feng Qingcang from the table, had no expression on her face and always maintained an elegant temperament. However, when her eyes fell on Xin Baobao's face, a poisonous light that was imperceptible quickly flashed in the corner of her eyes.

Xin Baobao usually doesn't like people coming close to him. Anyone who comes close to him will be killed within three seconds. But this time, he surprisingly didn't show any impatience. He seemed to be thinking about Feng Qingcang's question and shrugged his shoulders.

, replied with a childish voice, "Sweetie, there are so many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?"

Only then did Feng Qingcang realize that his actions were a bit abrupt. He knelt down and gently put his hands on Xin Baobao's shoulders, "Can you answer them one by one?"

Xin Baobei glanced at the woman following him, then his eyes fell on Feng Qingcang's face again, and snorted, "No."

The crowd exploded. Someone dared to directly refuse King Xu's question so blatantly, and the other person was still a child.

How much courage has he gained?

Feng Qingcang was startled, obviously he did not expect that the little boy in front of him would refuse so simply. If it were anyone else, he would have slapped him to death, but unexpectedly, he had an unspeakable kindness to this little boy.

Feeling, “Why?”

"Are you doing a household registration check? My mother said not to talk to strangers. How do I know if you are a good person or a bad person?"

Household registration?

People here usually talk about household registration, not hukou. Only his Mo'er can say some strange things.

Feng Qingcang was a little excited and wanted to hold the child in front of her in her arms, but she was worried about scaring him, "I must be a good person. Look, my hands are so white and my face is so smooth.

You look like a good person at first glance, right?"

Xin Baobei looked at him as if he were a monster, "My mother said that a person's good or bad qualities are not written on his face. Some people are rich on the outside and bad on the inside."

"..." Feng Qingcang was a little bit dumbfounded.

Well, it must be his seed.

"Senior brother, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Can you take me home?" Gong Si suddenly covered her forehead and leaned back.

"Qingfeng, send her back to the house." Feng Qingcang didn't look at her. After giving the order, Qingfeng jumped out of nowhere and replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

Then he made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Gong, please."

Gong Si's face turned black with anger. She stood still and looked at Feng Qingcang with a very sad look, "Senior brother..."

"You go back first." Feng Qingcang said calmly, as if he didn't see the sadness in her eyes.

Gong Si lowered her head, raised her head again after a long time, put away her unhappiness just now, and put on a ladylike smile on her face, "I suddenly don't feel pain anymore."

Feng Qingcang ignored her and continued to look at the little boy in front of her intently, "Okay, now you just need to tell me where your mother is."

Xin Baobao blinked, as if he was thinking about whether to take him to see Xin Mo'er, passed him, pointed at Gong Si behind him, pouted his lips and said, "I don't like this aunt behind you."

No matter how well-pretended Rao Si Gong Si is in terms of temperament and self-cultivation, there are now signs of cracks on her face.

Feng Qingcang ordered Gong Si behind him without turning his head, "If you don't want to go back home, just stay here and don't go anywhere."

Gong Si had a beautiful face, darker than carbon. She didn't object, she stood there, tearing at the cuffs of her sleeves tightly with both hands.

Xin Baobao made a V sign of victory to her, stuck out his tongue playfully, and led Feng Qingcang up to the second floor.

Gong Si lowered her head, hiding all her emotions in the long shadow under her eyelashes.

Feng Qingcang felt that his palms were sweating and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

Xin Baobei took him to the door of Xin Moer's room and was about to knock the door open when the door opened from the inside and a young woman walked out.

The woman's face was ordinary, average at best, not even above average.

Xin Baobao looked at that ordinary face that couldn't be more ordinary, and her little mouth opened into an O shape.

"Baby, I asked you to order a meal, why is it taking so long?" Xin Moer glanced at him displeased.


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